Maybe all we have is now, promises they fade somehow… My life has been sustained by expectations. Expectations that when someone tells me something as truth, I can rest in the knowledge that there are no foul intentions behind that “truth.” When one lie after another begins chipping away the exterior of my peace of mind, my life as I know it–my perceived reality–is threatened. Ask me then, why hold to these expectations if the end result is inevitably disappointment? It is because once you begin to play their game, alter your thoughts and actions around their misdoings, they’ve won...

Whether it is towards someone we have just encountered, or a friend we have known for years–judgement rears its ugly head inevitably, and unexpectedly at times. Instead of fearing it, or condemning it (neither of which have given me any peace of mind as of late) I only hope now to transcend its negative impact on me, and not allow it any more power to foster bitterness in my life. I can’t control my predisposition to make assumptions about people any more than the next person–and I certainly can’t expect people to restrain themselves from making generalizations about me. What...